What Are We?

VIII

CHAPTER VIII

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That afternoon, I went home exhausted. I took out a small notebook and a pen. After minutes of thorough analyzation and recollection of the things I need to do, I stared at the list before me:

TO-DO LIST
1. Report - DRRR (tomorrow)
2. Quiz - Per Dev (tom.)
3. Quiz - Stat (tom.)
4. Report - Oral Comm (tom.)
5. Research - PracRes (tom.)
6. Research - Fil (tom.)

After realizing that everything was due tomorrow, I slightly panicked.

I downed a glass of water, trying to sort how I can accomplish everything.

Alright, I can do this. For the first hour, I'll study for my quizzes. Then, I'll review my visuals for my reports. After that, I'll do research.

I sat in front of my desk with all my materials in front of me. I tried to start but, I can't seem to focus.

After several minutes of vain attempts to study, I finally paused. I tried to identify what was distracting me. Why was I out of focus? I need to get these done tonight. I can't waste time. Darn I don't know why!

This was frustrating me. I took my phone and started typing. I let my emotions manifest itself into words..

I wrote a poem:

I DON'T KNOW

If the time comes that you realize
The odd gaze coming from my eyes,
When you notice the things that I do
Things I only do for you,
And you want to clarify,
And you want to ask why...

If you ask whether I like you,
Honestly, I have no clue

All I know is,
I always want to see you smile
And spend time together for a while,
Have little moments with you and our friends
Moments I can treasure til time ends

I also know,

For some reason, I hurt when you're sad
When you're upset, I somewhat feel bad,
Whenever times don't abide,
In someway, I want to be by your side

One thing I know for sure,
I can't get you off my mind
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After writing that, I felt so relieved. I can finally work on my tasks.